Comments: Out with the Old, In with the even Older

Jordana, you made me smile with delight as I read your reflections about those special clothes. When you described in such a sweet and tender way the missing of the wriggling and kicking, I couldn't help but impishly hope that you might be pregnant again. ;)

Posted by Roberta at November 10, 2004 10:28 AM

That wistful feeling takes a while to ebb, I think. I know even after four, and with the youngest now being seven, and with birthday 45 coming in only two months, Reba still gets those pangs. I think if we could have afforded it, she would have been happy following in her grandmothers' (both of them) footsteps and had twice as many.

Of course, then I'd be twice as insane.

Posted by Terry Oglesby at November 10, 2004 10:31 AM

Poignant. I loved being pregnant and, really, the only disappointment of our blessed lives is that we experienced it only once.

Posted by Patricia at November 11, 2004 10:13 PM